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All The Money Lyrics by Riccy Runtz Riccy Runtz
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I'm shootin' shit like my name was Chris Paul
Niggas dyin', that glock got fentanyl
If I can't get him, get his big dog
And my OG bang Crip like Snoop Dog
I could get yo' ass gone, it's just one call
And they can't come around, I don't know y'all
And I smoke straight loud, no roll call
I'm gettin' all the money
Never lackin', got that blick on my tummy
If they say that we did it, we done it
Don't talk to me, you ain't talkin' bout money
Negativity, end of discussion
And I ain't forget bout nown nigga
I'm ridin' round with grave diggers
If he talk his shit, I'ma face him
Watch how this bullet rearrange him
And I got all the money
Hoes use to laugh like I said some funny
Now, I don't play with none of them dummies
If she ask bout her friend then I'm changin' the subject
They must think I'm dumb, I won't fall for none
I wanna fuck and she wanna love me
Fuck nigga, I want all the money, I want all the money, nigga
I want all the money
Gimme the code to yo' safe
If we ain't fuckin', don't call me bae
That's no yo' bitch, stay in yo' lane
BSY gang and 5, I bang
Hoo, ouu-ouu, and she so fine, she drive me insane
Hoo, ouu-ouu, ouu, nigga want hang, can't hang, get hang
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